Undermajordomo Minor

Undermajordomo Minor

Mr Olderglough was not an enthusiastic guide. “This is a room,” he said, pointing as they passed. “Not much use for it these days. Better not to go in at all, is my thought. And here, here too is a room, just a room, serving no purpose whatsoever.”

Undermajordomo Minor

Undermajordomo Minor

Mr Olderglough stole a glance at the contents of Lucy’s valise. “Where is your day suit, boy?” “I haven’t one, sir.” “What – do you mean?” “I mean that I am not in possession of a day suit, sir.” “Well, what do you have in the way of evening attire, then?” “This is my...